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Today I had a Cross Country race at Mac in Hamilton. I'm warming up to McMaster's lush greenery, but it's still reminiscent of a hospital to me. Scott and Rob are great. Rob is one of the nicest people alive. I re-fell for Hannah while listening to sage Bob Dylan's "Don't Think Twice, It's Alright" and watching her sleep on the bus. Nostalgia is a powerful drug. Steve's a great guy. He gets a bad rap. He reminds me of Tobin. An attractive, funny male with less friends than he should have, but enough happiness. Monica grows inside me. P.S: I got 70th in the huge race (a good place, beat Rob).